On the top of the red sedan, a hand stretched out from inside the sedan. Although Fang Ming noticed something was wrong at the last moment, and a yin energy made his skin crawl all over his body, he reacted immediately and jumped off the sedan.
However, the black hand still patted his back.
puff!
Being hit by this black hand, Fang Ming had blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. He rolled three times in the air and staggered several steps before landing on the ground.
"Good idea!"
Fang Ming turned back to look at the red sedan. The other party was really deliberately trying to trick him.
Please enter the sedan chair, and the presence of the seducing boy made Fang Ming realize that this was an empty sedan chair, and it was meant to capture Ling Yao. He never thought that there was anyone in the sedan chair.
"Eh!"
The people in the sedan also made exclamations of surprise, obviously a little surprised that Fang Ming was only slightly injured.
"Get off the sedan."
The eight bearers heard the instructions from the people in the sedan and landed the sedan on the ground smoothly. The curtain opened and an old man stepped out.
"Are you from Ling Feng? It seems that Ling Feng has chosen to cooperate with other forces. He will regret his choice."
In the eyes of the old man and Uncle Bo, they both believed that Fang Ming's appearance was related to Ling Yao's father Ling Feng, who was sent by Ling Feng to protect Ling Yao. They never thought that Fang Ming would appear here purely because of
Ling Yao's sake and his own curiosity.
"I don't know if you will regret it later, but I believe you will regret it."
Fang Ming stared at the old man. Judging from the way the other party made the bloody-faced seductive boy, it was definitely not a decent style. How could the wizard's seed fall into the hands of such a person, let alone the hatred of this palm.
"Young man is very eloquent. I only hope that your strength can be as good as your eloquence."
The old man snorted coldly, and looked at the bloody-faced seductive boy lying on the ground, and his heart was filled with anger. This bloody-faced seducing boy took him more than ten years of hard work to successfully refine. On weekdays, people in the cultivating world saw him.
The blood-faced seductive boy would have changed his expression, but now that he was abolished, how could he not be angry?
"Try it and you will know."
Fang Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the star beads in his body began to rotate, and the wizard's power flowed throughout his body.
"Of course I want to try it."
A bell appeared in the old man's hand, a blood-red bell. The strangest thing was that inside the bell was not a metal pill, but a tongue.
"Education bell?"
Fang Ming narrowed his eyes. At this moment, he had even more murderous intentions towards the old man. If the bloody-faced seducing boy was cruel enough, then the refining method of the seducing bell was even more bloody.
The soul-enchanting bell is inserted into a person's mouth, and then the experimenter is asked to continuously hit the bell with his tongue. If the tongue can make a sound when hitting the bell, then the tongue is effective.
But this was not enough. Next, hot water was poured into the experimenter's mouth, his tongue was burned until it bled, and ice cubes were immediately inserted. Repeated operations, the experimenter suffered unimaginable pain until
The experimenter finally succeeded when the blood from the tip of his tongue spurted out and fell on the bell, dyeing the entire bell red.
The tip of a person's tongue is a place where yang energy is abundant. If some people are hit by a ghost or encounter a ghost covering their eyes, biting the tip of their tongue will cause a surge of yang energy in an instant, preventing the soul from being deceived.
Fang Ming was once told by his master that if he encountered a practitioner who was refining the Blood-faced Seducing Boy and the Seducing Bell, if he could be killed, he should never show mercy. Such people have already lost their humanity.
"When the bell rings, three souls sense and seven souls sway!"
The old man shook the bell in his hand, and clear ringtones came out from the bell. The sound was extremely clear and sweet. However, the more beautiful it was, the more confusing it was, because it was transmitted directly to the human soul.
Although the ringing of the old man's bell was mainly directed at Fang Ming, Ling Yao, who was standing behind Fang Ming, only heard a wisp of the bell, and her whole expression began to become dull.
"wake up."
Fang Ming shouted softly, the sound was not strong, but it was like a thunder in Ling Yao's ears, instantly waking her up from her sluggish state.
There is a saying in Buddhism that a slap in the face can make people suddenly wake up, and Fang Ming also has a technique of shouting in the wizard's inheritance. This shout has the same effect as a slap in the face in Buddhism, and it can reach people's souls directly.
"When the bell rings twice, three souls leave the body and seven souls leave the body."
The old man shook the bell again, but this time the ringing was more rapid than before, and Ling Yao's face instantly turned pale.
"When the bell rings three times, the soul leaves the body and returns quickly."
Fang Ming's eyes became solemn. Under the influence of the soul-enchanting bell, even his soul was a little unstable. If this continued, he would not be able to perform spells at all.
"Under my soul-enchanting bell, even earth-level experts dare not be careless, let alone a kid like you. Your soul is unstable. Even if you have powerful spells, you will not be able to use them."
For practitioners, spells borrow the power of heaven and earth, but there is a prerequisite, that is, the soul must be stable. If the soul is not stable, how can it sense the power of heaven and earth, let alone mobilize the power of heaven and earth.
Fang Ming glanced at the old man and said nothing. At this moment, the scene he saw when he visualized the Immortality Flower began to slowly emerge in his mind.
The Immortality Contemplation Flower was born as a secret treasure for cultivating the soul. As Fang Ming fell into the state of visualization, his soul began to slowly stabilize.
"Calm down the soul, come back quickly!"
When the old man saw Fang Ming standing still, there was something strange in his eyes. The bell in his hand was also shaking. Of course, even his old face showed a look of difficulty later on. Shaking the soul-enchanting bell was not good for his own soul.
It also requires a lot of losses.
In Fang Ming's mind, the Immortality Flower appeared, and soon after, the appearance of a pagoda slowly began to appear. This pagoda was not the pagoda condensed by the Immortality Flower, but Fang Ming's
Simulated in my mind based on my own memory.
However, no matter how Fang Ming simulated it, when the pagoda was finally formed, there was only one layer, and it could not be compared with the real pagoda in terms of scale or appearance.
Even so, when the pagoda took shape in Fang Ming's mind, the face of the old man opposite him instantly turned pale, and the bell in his hand broke into two halves at that moment and fell to the ground.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out from the old man's mouth. Compared with Fang Ming's previous injury, the old man was obviously more seriously injured this time, and his whole expression was extremely depressed.
"This... this is impossible. How can your soul be so powerful, and how can you even take the initiative to fight back?"
The old man looked at Fang Ming as if he were looking at a monster. Even an earth-level expert might not be able to fight back with his soul. Those who can do this are the top masters in the cultivation world.
Even if he were beaten to death, he couldn't believe that the Fang Ming in front of him was a top person in the world of cultivation.
Fang Ming felt the old man's shocked gaze and curled his lips without saying anything. In fact, he was also a little shocked at the moment. He knew the power of the soul-enchanting bell, but he was just simulating the pagoda he saw in his mind.
The first floor of the pagoda, and its scale and momentum were less than one-tenth of the original pagoda, yet it could cause the opponent to suffer backlash. This made Fang Ming even more curious about the origin of the pagoda.
This pagoda is definitely an incredible treasure, and its background may be astonishing.
However, now is not the time to think about the origin of the pagoda. Fang Ming still understands the principle of taking advantage of his illness to kill him. The other party is obviously good at seducing the soul, and now, while the other party's soul is suffering from the backlash, it is a great opportunity to take action.
The power of the wizard was concentrated in the palm of his hand. Fang Ming came to the old man in a few steps and waved out a palm at the same time.
Bang!
The old man's body flew out, knocking over the sedan behind him. The eight bearers also staggered around, but then they all stood upright.
Click!
Fang Ming kicked the old man in the chest, causing the old man to spurt out blood again, and his face turned pale as paper, but even so, Fang Ming still had no intention of stopping.
"I don't think I need to say any more. Just tell me everything about you."
Fang Ming looked down at the old man. The old man's lips moved and his eyes were full of hatred.
Bang!
Without any hesitation, Fang Ming stepped down with his right foot harder. The old man's eyes seemed to bulge out at this moment, and the veins on the old face swelled.
"Don't test my patience."
"I won't tell you anything."
The old man's body suddenly started to tremble, but after a few seconds, it stopped trembling. His whole body became motionless, with only one pair of eyes staring at Fang Ming, as if to imprint Fang Ming's appearance into his soul.
"He committed suicide, but he still has some backbone."
Fang Ming curled his lips. He didn't feel sorry for the old man's death at all, but then he squatted down, reached into my chest, and took out a photo.
When he stepped on the old man's chest, he noticed that there was something on the old man's chest. But when he saw it was a photo, there was a look of doubt on his face. It was just a photo, so it would be worth hiding.
With?
The photo was yellowed, but there were seven men in the photo. Fang Ming could vaguely recognize that the second one on the left was the old man, and the first one on the left should be Uncle Bo.
"Hey, my dad is also in this photo?"
Ling Yao didn't know when she walked up to Fang Ming. When she saw the photo, she had a look of surprise on her face.
"Which one is your dad?"
"The second one on the right is my dad. It's strange why my dad wears a scarf. He hates scarves the most in his life."
When Fang Ming heard Ling Yao's words, he looked at the second man on the right side of the photo. He was a young man in his thirties. Perhaps because of the wind and sand, his eyes were slightly narrowed and there was a band around his neck.
Aqua blue scarf.
However, what interested Fang Ming the most was the man among the seven. For some reason, he felt very familiar when he saw this man.